Tikal is the ancient capital of the Mayans. This temple is used for ceremonies and astronomical observations. It is over 200 feet high. The staircase is very steep, maybe 30 degrees.

"Roughing it" in Tikal with the other Americans and Canadians, maybe afew other foreigners. The water is perfectly clear and warmed to temperature just right for swimming.

This is a good view of what the temples, or pyramids are really like: huge and steep.

High on the Honduran coast we now understand why sandbaths are so popular.

My camera must be broken or there is something wrong with the len! Its been raining so my body is north American white. But I am not north American fat. (yet) Give me some time in the sun, please.

This natural lake is in the center of Honduras. (I just got the name correctly spelled by looking at a "Cinco Lempiras" bill for 5 lempiras.) This lake is world famous for its black bass fishing. Which enabled me to meet one of my culinary goals of this trip. I wanted to eat a "bass" in "Honduras."

Beautiful at sunrise.

Here I am before the clever combination of my culinary and poetic goal.

The bass is cleaned, sort of, and then dropped whole into boiling oil. The chips on the bottom of the dish are slices of bananas which are smashed, fried and then served.

Now in Hondorus, this is a typical road side restaurant.

Here are the Hondoran hostesses, mother and daughter working in the restaurant and store.

These trucks are backed up at the border. This is a constant obstacle to commerece at most borders.

Churchs go all out with Christmas. The dolls are half human size. Every Chatholic church does this.

Here are Giselle and Fey standing before the chuch shown above and below this picture.
This church is over 450 years old.

The Hondorans have solved the public transportation problem!

Families have solved the minivan crisis in thier own way.

Do these pants make me look fat?

It is Christmas morning, these coachs are idle along the city square. This one was decorated for a wedding.

It was a religious holiday, so I decided to go by the church and reflect on the goodness of it all. Check out my expression!

The trails in the jungles are protected by the park serice with concrete pads. Otherwise, after thousands of travelers, the mud would be up to one's ankles. This path was five kilometers long.

After finishing up this is the way to finish up.

Now this is more like it!

Sitting by the pool in Granada, Nicaragua. Sunny, warm - very pleasant.

The view from my room.

A jungle bridge viewed from another. Can't tell from the photo but it is about 100 feet above the rushing stream below. It is sturdy, not like the rope bridges in the movies.

The best view of Arenal volcano today. The farms below the cloud line are now abandoned. A few years ago toxic gases killed everyone, so now there is no access. On a clear night, the lava flows are visible. We had planned to climb to the top and spit in the throat, but decided to drink a beer instead!

Arenal is the most active volcano in the Americas. I wanted to feel the heat on my cheeks and light a cigarette on the lava! But instead I got a cloudy day and no acess. A boat ride comes within two miles of the flume. I'll tgry again later in the year.